#ahhhhhh this has. hm. ah.

[blue-eli]

So, life update:

Posting this update because while I’ve been pretty active-ish on tumblr (ink October and all that) I straight up have not talked to all but one of my friends for like,,, six months? And I don’t know how to parse that so I’m just putting this here and try and get back in the habit of actually talking to people again. More under readmore. CW for mentions of violence against animals and animal injury. (don’t worry it all turns out ok!)

So I have a really nasty habit of self isolating. When I start to talk to people and care about them it is suddenly 1000000 times harder to talk and interact with said people to the point where I can’t reach out despite desperately wanting to. It come and goes and I’m trying to get better at fighting it but when I’m stressed it’ll Get Me and suddenly I haven’t talked to the people I care about unless they Are Actively In My House. So,,, stressful things happened. And that’s what happened. Stressful things:

Had to go on a trip with someone who has a history of being an asshole about me being disabled. Very stressful, but I did bring my Ephemer plushie and got pictures of him in fun places (inspired by Roadie’s (@/thetwilightroadtonightfall) pictures of their Ephemer in Switzerland), might post those at some point.

Cat (Angus) went missing.

Was going to comic con in August.

TURNED OUT CAT THAT WENT MISSING WAS A VICTIM OF GUN CRIME. Which,,, holy shit. He got shot through both of his back knees and somehow dragged himself home on two broken legs. Pulled himself through the cat door the day before comic con half starved and yelling his head off. We immediately brought him to the vets and he stayed there for a little bit over a week.

One knee couldn’t be saved but the other they did surgery on and put a pin in it. There was some talk of having to remove the other one but Angus pulled through and had an impressive amount of bone growth around the missing knee to the point where the vet said he could keep it! Though it still might have to be removed later down the line.

For a month and a bit after the surgery he had to be kept in a small cage with almost constant supervision including at the beginning during the night. This took a lot of energy and my mum (who is Angus’ favourite human, and my main carer) had to leave a few days after him coming home due to a relative from Canada visiting. That left just my dad (<-not a responsible man, notorious for thinking he know better the doctors, whether they be for humans or pets, on top of having a full time job) and me. Thankfully my best friend stepped up to help and stayed over multiple days despite being allergic to cats and was all around amazing.

Thankfully mum made it back home, and as Angus got better we had to watch him less and less. And Angus did get better!

In the present he’s recovered amazingly. He still has a limp- probably always will, but he runs and jumps and plays. He’s still not allowed out yet (if I had any say in the matter he’d become a full indoor cat, especially after this, but I don’t) and is moody about that, but he’s living well and we’re very proud.

I have gotten off topic talking about the boy. But yeah. Yeah. Angus took a lot out of me, then I had a relapse in October and didn’t leave my room for a couple weeks, then it was ink October time and then Christmas time and then it is now and it has been,,, like six months since I’ve talked to any of my friends.

I’m still… struggling? I’m trying to break through but it’s slow going. If you know me on discord feel free to message me or something maybe that will help. Or I don’t know. I love you! Have a last Angus for the road:

[skylarsblue]

✦I have more C.o.D Quotes✦

Gaz: How’s your head? Y/N: Well, I haven’t had any complaints yet. Gaz: …excuse me? Y/N: Oh uh, I think I’ll live-

-- (Somewhere in Greece with a fuck ton of cats) Ghost, watching Price sneeze every five seconds: What a catastrophe. Gaz: No. Y/N: PFFT- Soap: Stop, no, don’t encourage him. Y/N: Ahem! Right, right. Not funny. Ghost: I am purrfectly capable of being funny. Y/N: *struggling* Gaz: Sometimes I wish you didn’t have a mouth.

-- Just a scene of Y/N taking out a bottle of whiskey, unscrewing they cap, then putting one of those lid caps on. (Like the ones you have on those fancy Gatorades) Taking a huge swig and closing the cap on it as Soap watches in amusement, & Price in fear.

-- Ghost: Quit messing with my hand. Soap: Quit messing with my hair! Y/N: Quit being gay. Gaz: PFFFT Y/N: Both problems solved.

-- Y/N, on the comms: You have thirteen seconds before the building fucking explodes you hot topic wannabe- Ghost: … Y/N: And you green gumball son of a bitch. Gaz: Wha-?! Soap: *WHEEZE* Y/N: You have done nothing but ruin my life; I hope you both die.

-- Soap, Gaz, & Y/N: *cackling* Laswell, losing at poker: I miss my wife, Price. Price: *places down cards* Laswell: I miss my wife.

-- Ghost, overstimulated & a lil drunk: AHHHHHH MY BONES Y/N: *frantically getting headphones* Soap, drunk: *wheeze* Gaz: Ah. I know I should’ve- *dies coughing* Soap: *more wheezing*

-- Graves *kicks in door* WHO POSTED MY NUDES ON TWITTER DOT COM?! Y/N: SUCK IT, BITCH BOY!! Alejandro: *aggressively slapping his leg while silently laughing* Rudy: *pointing and laughing* Valeria, in handcuffs: Ha, dumbass.

-- Graves: Bitch, you are gonna get in this car or I’m popping between ya eyes! Valeria: Hey, I know you. I saw your dick on Twitter! Graves: NOOOOOO Y/N: AHAHA!

-- Graves: C’mon Johnn- Y/N: *chucks a rock at Graves’ head* Graves: OW, WHY?! Y/N: NO JOHNNY FOR YOU! He goes by Soap and we respect that! Graves: Ghost calls him that! Y/N: CAUSE GHOST HAS PERMISSION, you EARN the right to Johnny! And I will be damned if anyone else earns the right before me. I been working my ass off to get the Johnny privilege and you will NOT get it for free! Soap, who’s just been standing there the whole time: *leans to Gaz* Have they actually been taking it that seriously? Gaz: Yeah. They’ve also been working real hard to try and get the right to call Captain “John”. Shoulda seen their face when I said they can call me Kyle. Soap: That’s…really sweet, I’ll give’em permission later. Gaz: Why not now? Soap: I wanna see that bastard get chewed out some more.

-- Y/N, perched on Price’s desk: Captain. Price: *sigh* Y/N: Captain I crave violence.

-- Ghost: Your family line deserves to die with you, only shame it didn’t end before you. Graves: ….I just sat down!

-- Y/N: You’re like…the human incarnation of crumbs in the bed. Graves: Oh c’MON THAT’S REAL MEAN Ghost: It’s true though. Y/N: The kinda crumbs that you keep swiping away but somehow they never leave- Graves: Alright! You know what- Soap: Like getting in bed after going to the beach. Gaz: Sand in the bed, yeah. Feels like that when he talks. Graves: I’M JUST GONNA FUCKIN LEAVE! Y/N: *watches him go* Annnd now the sheets have been changed. Ghost: Clean from filth. Alejandro: You all are so cruel and it’s perhaps the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

-- Gaz: Things Gucci with you? Y/N: It’s Goodwill at best, my guy. Price: I don’t know what this means but I feel like I should be concerned.

-- (Mild NSFW Jokie Time) Gaz: You alright? You been zoned out. Y/N: Hm? Nah I’m good, just having depraved thoughts. Gaz: Depraved, you say? Soap: Oh do tell. Y/N: You just…you ever see someone and think “they have pretty eyes”. And that’s normal. But then the little devil in the back of ya skull goes “yeah they’d look good rolled back”. Or am I just a whore? Gaz: That is depraved. Soap: Got a good point though.

-- Y/N: Ooo! Look! Old pictures of Captain, this one’s dated. You would’ve been…19 in this one. Lemme s-…… Gaz: Lemme see! ….. Price: What? Y/N: …..you were a whore, weren’t you captain? Gaz: That’s the face of an arrogant bastard who fucks regularly. Price: I…might’ve been a bit of a playboy. Y/N: And I would’ve fallen for it you god damn bastard, no ones fACE SHOULD BE THAT NICE!

-- Valeria, painting her nails: I might kill my ex, not the best idea. His new girlfriend’s next- Alejandro: ….. Rudy: ….should I be worried? Alejandro: Move away quietly and pray.

-- Ghost: For the record this is self destructive. Soap, chugging his 5th energy drink in the past hour: For the record, I’m aware of that.

-- MILF!Y/N: Boys. Bed, now. I wanna talk to your captain. Price: No, boys stay. Please stay- Y/N: Go. Price: Stay. The boys: *concern, panic, perhaps a bit of fear* Y/N: Go! Price: Stay! Y/N: You go! Soap: *speed walking* Price: Soap, stay! Y/N: NOW! Gaz: *slowly backing away* Price: Gaz, don’t move! Y/N: YOU GO! Price: SIMON- Ghost: *leaving*

-- Ghost: What was Plan A? Soap: …don’t fuck up. Ghost: And what was Plan B? Gaz: Don’t fuck up Plan A. Ghost: And what did you do? Y/N: …fucked up plan a- Ghost: YOU FUCKED UP PLAN A-

-- Ghost: What’s rule number one? Soap, with dynamite: Party! Ghost: NO! No, not party! No!

-- Graves: How about after this, we get a drink? Y/N: …I would rather gouge out my eyes and blindly navigate a way to turn them into earrings than ever be anywhere alone with you. Soap, grinning: Ooooo brutal! Ghost: Karma.

-- Ghost: Wait…Johnny’s into me? Like…he LIKES me?? Gaz: Oh Si…you poor, sad, dense mother fucker.

-- Ghost: At least nothing of importance was lost. Laswell: …Graves was kidnapped. Ghost: I know. I said what I said. Y/N: Nothing of value was lost but we did shed off some trash! Ghost: Precisely.

-- Ghost: These lights make me wanna pull my eyes out and eat them. Medic!Y/N: *turns lights off in favor of a lamp* …alright, so you’re autistic, good to know.

-- Ghost: Should I get my reading glasses? Y/N: Oh no no, this isn’t an eye test. It’s a GAY test. Now tell me, *holds up picture of Farah & Graves; Price being 1* Number one, or number two? Ghost: Number one?… Y/N: Interesting. *holds up Farah & Soap, Soap being 2* Okay now number one, or number two? Ghost: *gasp* Y/N: Number two, right? Ghost: Maybe I am gay?

-- Waitress: So, I’ve gotta ask, I’m really curious. 141: ? Waitress: Have any of you ever used like…the military language in bed? Soap: Naaaah. Y/N: No, I don’t- PFFFT, I- *wheeze* I’m sorry I’m imagining it- Gaz: *biting back laughs* Y/N: “You gonna come?” Affirmative. *laughs* Soap: *WHEEZE* Gaz: *cackling* Price: Oh lord- Gaz, snickering: Picking up speed. Y/N: COPY- *Laughter x100* The entire team: *giggling like hyenas* Ghost: Uh, that’s a no. I don’t think we’ve done that.

-- Price: *smiles at Soap & Gaz being stupid* Y/N: I like when you smile. Price: …huh? Y/N: Your smile, I like it. Makes your eyes crinkle up and your beard makes you look like a cuddly bear. You should smile more. Price, internally on the verge of tears: *fond sigh* Get back to drills, soldier. Y/N: Yes sir!

-- Ghost: *minding his fucking business* Y/N: You have pretty eyes. Ghost: *chokes on air* Pardon? Y/N: You have pretty eyes. Ghost: No I-…they’re just brown. Y/N: So? Your eyes don’t have to be blue or green to be pretty. They’re pretty because they’re expressive, and when the sun hits them they look like syrup. I like’em best when we’re all at a bar. They get brighter then. Ghost: Ghost: …stop talking, sergeant. Y/N: Copy that, L.T! <3

-- Gaz: *laughing at something on his phone* Y/N: You have a great laugh. Gaz: Hm? Oh…really? Y/N: Mhm. It’s cute, comes from your chest. I’ve never heard you laugh in anyway that’s not genuine. Really fills the room with joy. Gaz: Dude, you’re gonna make me all soft with words like that. Y/N: All according to plan!

-- Soap: *rambling about something* Y/N: *listening intently* Soap: Then-…ah, I been talkin’ at you this whole time, eh? Should probably quiet down. Y/N: No no, I like your voice! Soap: Eh? Y/N: It’s super energetic and loud, and when you tell a joke or talk about something you love, it’s like you can hear your smile. It’s really fun to listen to. I like when you talk! Soap: *inhale* You’re gonna make me cry- Y/N: I have tissues!

-- König: *fidgeting* Y/N: *takes his hands* You have beautiful hands. König: Wh- Huh?? No they are not. Y/N: They are too! König: Nien, they’re rough and calloused, they break a lot of things… Y/N: They also pet stray cats, make the best coffee on base, and create crotchet works of art. They also mend wounds pretty well. Yeah they fire guns but that doesn’t make them less beautiful. König: *he’s actually crying* …Danke. Y/N: Don’t mention it!

-- Rudy: *rolling his shoulder* Y/N: Anyone ever tell you that you have great shoulders? Rudy: Hm? Oh uh…no, I don’t believe so. Y/N: Well you do! Rudy: Ah, gracias. When I was younger I wanted them to be broader, sometimes now I wish they were more narrow. Can never really be happy with’em, you know? Y/N: Well I think you should be. They’re strong! *gently pats his shoulders* They hold a lot of weight, metaphorically and physically. And even when they’re weighed down, you shoulder it and keep moving. You’re real good at that! I like your shoulders. Rudy, prepared to die for them: …gracias. Y/N: No problem! Now c’mon, the guys are waitin’ for us!

-- Y/N: You have good collarbones. Alejandro: What was that? Y/N: Sorry, I know that’s real specific, but I think your collarbones are pretty. It’s like…the rest of you is bulky and strong, rugged. Then you have these delicate bones. I’m probably being too poetic but it’s like a subtle nod to your gentler side, just, built into your body. Alejandro: …you have a lovely way with words, camarada. Y/N: Thank you! I appreciate that!!

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trimax Thoughts Vol. 12 Pt. 2

Second part of my stream of consciousness let's goooooo

There's some kind of irony in Knives' assault leading directly to humans becoming increasingly more aware of the Plants' sentience and attempting to communicate with them - now, after he has thrown it all away, thinking it would never be possible. You could still say that the humans are doing this out of desperation (true!) but it's interesting that more people are coming around to the idea of communicating with them over the idea of "acceptable casualties and thus "dehumanizing" them (for lack of a better term) further.

Sorry I'm not sure I have anything to add but the whole story about the village gives me a lot of thoughts that I will be chewing on. "How little we know" <-our experiences are limited. I think this is the crux of it, isn't it? We spend the whole story emphasizing the mystery of Plants and the lack of understanding that humans have, but other humans can be just as much a mystery if we are not willing to find a reason for their actions - which may or may not be justification. If you don't, it's easy to see things only through your own limited lens, to become judgmental and accusing based on your own standards of what righteousness is.

Yeah I knew someone was going to panic and attack. That is still human nature.

OMG HOME, MERYL AND MILLY INTERVENTION!!! Vash you and these people have just been saved by that personal kind of love (not the distant one) that you have avoided for so long.

Awww Meryl. "He didn't get to see me be epic!!!" I saw you be epic Meryl. I love you. (She wants to prove that she can help in a way that matters... but Meryl you already have. So much. Vash unfortunately just has serious issues with accepting help...)

"That's right. I'm not alone." <- CORRECT

Domina... :'(

Love the reversal here. We knew Domina for such a short time, and yet there's so much mutual respect between her and Chronica. Domina spent the time thinking about how collected and rational Chronica is, but here Chronica believes that Domina had the better judgement. (Fascinated by the impersonal wording here though - "salvaging the persona". Idk the language used around the Earth Independents is so interesting to me.)

:( nooooooo...

Heck yeah LIVIO!!!

Oh god he's so awkward 😂

Oh he's so fucking cool

Man. Knives sees that Vash is about to die and loses most of his resolve to kill him. There is a reason he keeps needing to obscure faces before hurting Vash - either his brother's or his own. I find it so funny that his solution is basically just "you know Vash you could just stop now, you can't keep this up" - not only because this was basically Conrad's intention with Knives, but also because. there is another solution. you. could also stop. ...but that won't happen. :/

Chronica entering the fused mass!!! So they really don't have a defined sense of self. Interesting... I have some thoughts on this but as always my brain is just screaming.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"You no longer have to burn out... in a reality that's too painful to bear." HHHHHHH

...lights... the resolve to continue only when the world goes dark and the glow of people still trying to live slowly break through it... (sorry needlessly dramatic there)

IN COMES LIVIO WITH AN ENTIRE SET OF DOORS AND THE WALL IT CAME FROM! (whoa he actually hit Knives omg...)

Elendira jumpscare. Where did she come from???

Ohhhh oh my god. This is intense ok. Chronica is on the warpath against Knives because of Domina. Legato intervened and has some. Weird weapon. I'm. Yeah. Vash is already well past his limit and... I need to think on this because he really does seem genuinely freaked out by Legato in a way he isn't with anyone else. Anyways. Elendira coming from nowhere to attack Livio. Hm. I'm sure this is going to go well. AHHHHHH

Oh!!! Finally Legato backstory???

Ah. Ok. Holy shit. That. Explains a lot actually. His reaction to those women at the beginning of the story, even though they were all going to die in the end.

Ok. Ok. I. Legato can actually control Knives' actions to some extent. It really is a full willingness to stand by his side that keeps him there. I mean I figured but still. And Knives... trusts him to do that???

God I just. He cut his hair. New hair, new outlook - being reborn. "Two people against the world". Two very lonely people. "I wanted to know him." "What's your name?" Wow. Ok this is so much. I feel like I need to go back and review all their scenes after I'm done reading.

Well. There are two more volumes. How will this wrap up. ?????

[weirdcat1213]

trigun bookclub time :D volume 2 thoughts

chap 00.1

-vash's method of meditation is the only one that's valid in my eyes/j

-3 seconds of meditating vs 3 hours of training...huh...i wonder...why is that...and what...that says about him...

-hes bad at chess hes like me fr fr

-yey we love a day without casualties :D

chap 00.2

-the bit about us taking shelter on technology but still not knowing what the future holds...yeah that feels timeless now huh

-vash don't go there! oh no he has earbuds he cant hear me (that would literally happen to me tho)

-i love that panel where no one says anything after the girl is like "yeah i can give you pocket money." nice representation of the irritation people feel towards that kind of people. they arent mad just really tired of that bs

-oh man thats actually pretty horrible (page 23)

-"and i think of nothing but love and peace" besides that we know your head is empty but we love you so its ok

-yeah vash show her the real world

-interesting that he makes her see the chance of her dad dying (he didnt know what was gonna happen) which makes sense cuz she cant run from the truth anymore but its also interesting cuz if we was able to not see it he would. he hates seeing people dying and yet he watches and makes others watch. i dont think its about "if i have to, you have to as well" but more about her seeing the consequences of violence (what her father did) and the cycle of hate so she doesnt repeat it. idk.

chap 1

-rem coming out of his coat....hm....

-weird man coming

-YEAH SEND HIM TO HELL >:D

-if rem is holding him back you say...hmmm...i will go back to that later

-well thats creepy

chap 2

-my boi is in jail nooooooooooooo

-you can feel the size of the ship with one panel nightow is ridiculously talented when creating big spaces, like the sandsteamer shot in the last volume

-..... :c

-my babygirl :c

-i like he started the flashback angry as hell and then it turned into sadness cuz even if he makes knives pay nothing will bring rem back

-also the literal ship crashing into his memories what if I [redacted]

-SEE LOOK AT THAT SHIT! SPACE FEELS MASSIVE AND ITS LITERALLY JUST THE PLANET AND THE SHIP

-aaaand hes angry as hell again cuz the memory finished with knives. interesting

-dont look at me with those kind eyes, we saw you

-YEY ITS DIABLO TIME :D go get em

chap 3

-aw cmon :c

-and there goes the arm

-hey >:[ dont call my girl milly an idiot

-ugh you can feel how fucking stressed out he is ahhhhhhhhh

-ah yes, we love seeing how right knives is...

-huh, i wonder if knives is smiling cuz before he was like "nah she was stupid like the rest" but since she got to correct the ships's trajectory he got a bit of respect for her in the end

-is monev vs vash supposed to be like david and goliath? hm

-my god thats fucking beautiful

-also i dont think thats a ghost but maybe like her presence? like vash is remembering her and her kindness

-AH I HATE THAT I HATE THAT. THE CHAPTER IS CALLED FRAGILE, ENDS UP WITH VASH CRYING AND THE "rem" IS SO LITTLE THAT IS ONLY MEANT FOR US AND VASH TO BE AWARE OF IT WHAT IF I CRIED A RIVER AHHHHHH

chap 4

-oh meryl...oh honey...sweetie...

-the scars appear :D yey :D

-meryl is kinda asking him "arent you tired of being nice dont you want to go apeshit" but not really and i like that

-yknow what meryl is right pls go away and live a quiet life pls, ik whats coming but just thinking about it....

-yee ik the reason why but still >:v

-oh....oh i actually forgot about that...oh

-"rem didnt sacrifice her life for a world like that" im tearing up actually and idk why...its been a hard week

-lmao hes so mad at vash

-yeah hunt him down babygirl >:D

chap 5

-....metal >:D

-they deserved it btw

-huh thats actually kinda nice of him i forgot

-ofc he would blame vash for that, then again vash makes all of us at least a little bit soft i think

chap 6

-i love you vash that takes his sweet time to process traumatic situations, yes that was scary

-vash saying "im the deathwish" means a lot to me as an mcr fan lmao. i will think more about that later tho

-HES HEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

-YES YOU ARE A PRIEST OMG WHY AM I THIS EXCITED

-THEY MEET, OMG THEY ARE MEETING! AMAZING!

-STOP BLUSHING BRO LIKE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING HIS CHIN LIKE THAT YO

-"go home or go to hell" oh im getting that on a tattoo one day actually, so metal

-...cmon, me me big boi

-THAT SMILE, THAT DAMN SMILE im gonna jump off my local cliff

-vash in the beginning saying he can read people and then wolfwood comes and READS HIM LIKE ITS NOTHING

chap 7

-"is that a friend of yours" he looks so offended lmao

-ahhhh that must be so scary, he already has knives to worry about but the fact not everyone can see legato makes his job harder ahhhhh

-bye baby ily (hes my son that i only share with a couple of other ww enjoyers)

-CAN YOU STOP BEING GAY FOR 2 MINUTES

-OH THAT PANEL IS SO GOOD (also even more princess coded, like looking at really from a castle idk)

-GUYS GUYS MY WIFE IS HERE

-i keep forgetting hes missing his little arm :c

-lmao wolfwood is right, i wouldnt go to a church all the way there :b

-yeah and shes hot while teleporting all over the place

-ok but shes really fucking cool, despite wanting to kill my comfort character, yknow how these things go

-OHOHOHOO THAT PANEL WITH VASH FOCUSING IS AMAZING

-YESSSSS, SO METALLLLL

chap 8

-aaaand...there goes my wife

-ahhhhhh he looks so little :c

-OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HES COMING, HES NEAR

-idk ww :c idk when will it end

-OH WOW OH SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

-yeah right i dont like this part :b (its not bad just personal stuff)

-ok he do be looking pretty tho, i wonder if its a family thing

-YEAH MERYL SMACK THAT MF

-im a ball of rugged paper and my feelings are nothing...thanks nightow ily

-oh wait...he actually thought that was the end...thats so fucking smart nightow...wow i never considered that....

-aw babygirl :c but i cant even imagine how that must feel, how much hate he feels towards knives rn

-i think besides the "he called me by my name" meryl and milly let him go cuz they just felt he was going to matter what, like you can feel vash and his unstoppable energy on those pages

-oh hes so fucking pretty

-WAIT I NEVER NOTICED THAT BUT YEAH THAT WAS ON STAMPEDE EP 3 HOLY FUCK, THEY SAID THE SAME THING

-knives just fucking reads vash like an open book its incredible and it makes me so sad cuz vash cant escape, he cant hide nothing, not in front of knives

-he cant be knives without the good old gaslighting >:D

-the yelling throughout the page is amazing

-vash is crying noooooooooooooooo :c

-NO. STAY AWAY FROM ME, EVIL PANEL THAT HAUNTS MY DREAMS

-also :c

-im not too sure of what happened with his legs but ok sure

-im afraid my babygirl cant give you an answer ww, i dont think he knows

-.....why is the world so mean to him :c

[whalesfallmoved]

🌹.

[atherix0]

AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

FINALLY! FINALLY!!!!!!!!! I AM SO HAPPY!!! we'll get to that but just AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I KNEW this whole 'grian likes shiny things'/'dont follow fairy lights into the forest' was gonna bite him in the ass. I mean, I thought it was gonna be cub and not the fairy king but I will take it bc holy SHIT that was incredible

Grian MOUTHING OFF to the Fairy King is so fucking funny to me, this bird has no self-preservation instincts i swear to god. [Side note, It is so funny to me that Scar lets Grian mouth off but the second Mumbo opens his mouth he's like ASDFGHRDFGKL NO-] but also while mouthing off realizing a whole bunch of things? The truth slotting more into place? I love this weird little power Grian has to tell exactly what someone is feeling.

SPEAKING OF, I fucking LOVE the Fairy King. Like. A lot. I'm quite happy Scar and Tubbo are now required to come to festivals bc I want to see this man more. He's fantastic. Like yeah, he's an ass. but he's also great

ALSO JUST - I knew this was gonna end with them F I N A L L Y telling scar because i really don't think you walk into the fucking Fae Realm and claim the Fae Prince to the Fae King and then just like. Go home. AND YET THE ENTIRE TIME SCAR'S LIKE "Wouldn't it be nice to be a part of their family ah well" S C A R. WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS. YOU'RE IN THE COVEN.

Also can I just say that the fairy ring coming to in Scar's fairy garden hurt me.

AND THEN THERE'S TUBBO. that little shit, tbh. I love him. THE FACT THAT NOT ONLY DID HE FIGURE OUT HOW TO PLACE A FAIRY RING BUT THAT HE SPAT HIMSELF OUT RIGHT INTO THE FAE KING'S COURT. Like. RIGHT in front of them. And the fact that Tubbo is the whole reason the Fae King is like "Oh wow wait a minute" because Scar has a KID. Scar's a DAD. Like yeah sure Tubbo is 19 but scar is a DAD

But also TUBBO you could have DIED no wonder Scar is just like. Gonna collapse from a heart attack oh my god. And all of them staring down the Fae king???? Grian and Mumbo being like "He's ours" and scar STILL DOESNT GET IT UNTIL THE END I AM GONNA RIP PAPER

Love the idea of scar grounding his adult son, also. Like Tubbo has to make a new staff, sure, but also they litterally just had that whole convo about how he's an adult and can make his own decisions and then 'YOURE GROUNDED' yeah good luck w that scar.

ALSO JUST TUBBO BEING AS CLOSE TO FAE AS A HUMAN CAN COME????? Like yeah okay he's a hybrid great but like IF SCAR IS SOMETHING THAT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN [Natural/Supernatural] and TUBBO IS ALSO CLOSE AS A NATURAL CAN COME TO BEING FAE, ARE WE NOT JUST FOLLOWING IN DAD'S FOOTSTEPS

Also a thought but like. Fae are clearly not like SMALL children for very long [if their lives are hundreds [thousands?] of years, they seem to only look like 'kids' for the regular first 20] I wonder if the Fae King cares at all that he missed the tiny portion of Tubbo's life where he's small since he clearly *cares* about Tubbo ahhhhHHHHHH I love the Fae King.

Also the IMPLICAAAAAAAAAAAAAATION that Scar can also Mark Mumbo and Grian as His AH god my little heart I am so excited. Cant wait for THAT. Also just like, Scar being on the tip of CHALLENGING the FAE KING over grian and mumbo and Tubbo before everything calmed down AHHHHHHHHH but esp over Tubbo his SON AHHHHHH yes. yes yes yes.

And Cub not knowing his Real name either 👀👀👀 poor cub but also. Fae King get rekt.

The fact that its just like "Okay, you do have a life you need to live, you can go home. Come back for your duties kbai' is so funny to me. Just how quickly the Fae King was like "Scar really is an adult" and yet Scar is still sat there like " >:( >:( >:( " your justified anger is making you more oblivious than normal.

AND THEN. AND THEEEEEEEEEEEEN. THE SHOP. IN THE SHOP. *THE CURTAINS*. GIVING MUMBO THE NECKLACE ASDGHFKGJHD. Is Grian gonna weave his feathers into that hairpiece bc that. HM. HM HM HM.

also 'we're only 10 years older than you *helping put a necklace on his 500 year old boyfriend*' was so funny to me. Like yes. Grian and Scar are. Sure.

AND THEN THE NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT *Grabs him and kisses him* MUMBO THATS EXACTLY WHAT YOU SAID NO TO DO I DONT THINK YOU'RE ALLOWED TO BREAK YOUR OWN RULE - i will however allow it because THEY ARE KISSING. WE'RE 145K IN AND THEY ARE FINALLY KISSING THE ELF AH. Also Mumbo and Scar being the first two to kiss feels SO important because here is this Vampire Scare has crushed on for years, who has declared Grian his mate, who is the Lord of the Coven Scar is a part of whether or not he recognizes it. And Mumbo kissed him first. And it was POSSESSIVE. *HIS*. Like that feels HUGE for their relationship.

And Grian's kiss being softer feels like its huge too - its a reflection of theres. How it started by Grian forcing his hand to be his friend but then they became real friends - so real that he said Scar was his best friend to the FAE KING. So real that Scar followed Mumbo into a coven to save Grian, that Scar went back to the FAE REALM to SAVE! GRIAN! Their relationship can really be summed up by that last line. He went into the Fae Realm - for grian. No one in this relationship is ever allowed to doubt themselves ever again.

Also poor Tubbo is watching his dad kiss people. How horrifying for him, this is his grounding lmao.

AND SCAR IS SO OBLIVIOUS JESUS CHRIST HOW DID HE TEACH HIMSELF MAGIC BC IM WONDERING IF THEIR ARE BRAINCELLS UP THERE. All "Why did mumbo, the vampire lord who considers me a part of his coven, who worked tirelessly to save my life, kiss me. Why did grian, an avian who forced my hand to be his friend, who destroyed a vampire lord with the tools i gave him, kiss me?" S C A R

I mean I know hes NOT stupid obviously and that also your brain shuts down in those moments but oh my god. This man is gonna kill me. BUT THEY KISSED. THEY KISSED, THEY'RE HAVING DINNER WITH SCAR AND TUBBO, THEY'RE FIGURING OUT HOW THIS RELATIONSHIP IS GONNA WORK WHICH MEANS GOING FORWARD THEY HAVE EACH OTHER AHHHH

But also this now raises the stakes 👀 mumbo's old coven is gonna come for boatem eventually. They don't have the pre-warning of scar's work anymore. Mumbo has two mates now, and I bet money that Grian's godling blood has gotten around. Scar's Fae Blood. The fact that Scar has another weakness????

I keep thinking about the whole 'A coven is only as strong as its lord' clearly Mumbo's coven is *strong*. And its probably good that they have connections like the fae king, or cleo. But also, the other thing that won't leave my mind? The Fae King called Grian a godling directly to Scar. And it wasn't in the Fae Language, which means Mumbo heard it too. And they might not have realized yet because there was a lot going on. But one of them is going to have to. I have a feeling you're gonna force their hand soon 👀👀👀

HAHA I knew you'd enjoy that <3

YEAH lmao <3 Well Cub's Fairy light would've been a purpley-black (because he's Dark Court and that's the color of Dark Court magic and Fairy lights are pure magic <3) and Grian would have been able to logic himself away from that before the compulsion could set in so <3 No way to mistake Scar and Cub's magic hjfdsjk

HAHA he is a tiny bird with no self-preservation instinct who got really lucky the King had no interest in hurting him jkfgrdjkgf (well when you think about it, who's the King gonna view as more of a threat- the magic-less Avian or a 500 year old Vampire? hjfdjksfgfhdj) YEAH I didn't want to just drop it in there it needed some kind of buildup <3 Like Grian seeing things not quite matching up with Scar's memories and jhsdkjfk <3 I love it too it's so much fun to play with jhfdkjfd

I love him too <3 He's an ass but he had good intentions. TERRIBLE execution and even worse communication skills with his family (seriously, mans couldn't take three seconds to explain to the child he had around him more than any other child??) and I do plan to have at LEAST one story about a Fae festival <3

AHAHAHAHA he tries not to get his hopes up <3 I think he knew somewhere deep down but couldn't help but think "what if I'm wrong" like hjgfjkdghjfd boiii he's part of the Coven and so is Tubbo by extension hjfsdlkfds-

HA good <3 I mean- :)

LOL IT WAS A VERY BAD FAIRY RING BUT HE DID IT. Destroyed his staff in the process and nearly gave his dad an aneurysm but he did it and in the most showy way he possibly could have <3 It was so important to me that Tubbo (and not Mumbo and Grian) would be the reason the Fae King changes his mind, cuz not only is it a moment where he realizes and accepts that Scar isn't that child he watched playing in the Palace garden anymore but is in fact an adult, it's also an almost painful parallel to his relationship with Scar, because the King raised Scar himself basically- but where the King loved Scar he was cold and distant and never told him anything, whereas Scar and Tubbo have a very warm and openly loving relationship. The King told Scar to stay without telling him why and Scar ran away, and Scar told Tubbo to go/stay away to protect him and Tubbo came to help anyway <3

jkgflkdkglfd Scar was really just put through the wringer this one, at least emotionally <3 HAHAHA he was just "oh ok that certainly implies that but I'm SURE he doesn't MEAN it like that right" jkhfjksdfds RIP THE PAPER ripping paper is nice-

YEAH lmao Tubbo is absolutely not gonna be grounded. "You can't ground me, I'm an adult now!" jfdslkfks Scar just wants Tubbo to be safe <3

FHSKFGHSKJGHSK LMAO I LOVE PARALLELS OK <3

(hundreds yeah the thousand+ year old Fae are outliers and should not be counted <3) The Fae have such long lives yet such short childhoods <3 They're like turtles jhfdsjklghjdjksl but now I'm just imagining the Fae King like "show me childhood pictures now" lmao-

:)) I'm a simple gal, I love marking/claiming (which can obvs be romantic OR platonic which is <3) hehehe- YEAH Scar knows he can't beat the King but he'll sure as hell try if it'll keep the people he loved safe <3 He's such a good dad really <3

jfhdskghdskjgs I feel so bad for Cub but that'll be resolved in the future I promise <3

LMAO the King is just like "alright I get it the bird was right you're all grown up" and Scar is just like a little dog with its teeth bared thinking it might be a trick and jusyt hjkfdskjf SCAR WAS FEELING THE ADRENALINE-

I HAD TO MENTION THE CURTAINS. HE GOT BLACKOUT CURTAINS FOR MUMBO <3 AND THE NECKLAAACCEE YASS. Mumbo didn't even hesitate he was like "oh yes I shall wear this every day for the rest of my existence thank you" hjfdsjk :) Well I meeaannn-

HAHA I was cackling about that too <3 Felt like lampshading it might detract from the moment so I left it open for y'all to take it <3

LMAO MUMBO JUST LIKE "I'M DONE BEING PATIENT" HJFHKS IT ONLY TOOK 145K WORDS AND 17 INSTALLMENTS- Oh yeah that IS very important for me- it was important to me that Mumbo make the first move <3 Cuz this man wants Scar to be HIS and hjfdsjkfgjkhsd <3 and it's important that Scar knows that Mumbo is absolutely not just following Grian's lead on this and absolutely 1000% wants him hjgfdjkghjfd YEAH HJFSJKKJF like it would have been so easy for Scar to keep pushing back against Grian and force the friendship to die before it even really started because it hadn't been REAL friendship but then it became real and they cared so much and Grian just being so forceful and demanding in the beginning but he doesn't want Scar to feel like he doesn't have a choice in the matter so <3 YEAH they would go to the ends of the world for each other <3

Tubbo is just like EWW GROSS- like every other kid who sees their parent kiss someone lmao

HJFVSJKHFSJK HIS BRAIN BLUE-SCREENED BUT I COULDN'T DESCRIBE IT LIKE THAT BC THIS WORLD DOESN'T HAVE COMPUTERS JHFSHJGDL <3 He's such a smart mans but has so little relationship competency he's just <3 He told himself for so long "oh no don't think like this Scar there is CLEARLY another reason why they are touching my hair/dANCING WITH ME" LIKE THAT LAST ONE HOW DO YOU REASON THAT AWAY this man's denial skills are astounding lemme tell ya

Well hopefully now that he can't reason anything away he shall spare you <3 YASSSSSS THE FIRST FULL FAMILY DINNER <3 YASSSS they are gonna figure it out and it's gonna be great <3

HAHAHAHA :) Well the Covens ARE talking more........ but also. Mumbo is now OFFICIALLY classified as a Lord (thanks to Scar being like "yeah Boatem's claimed :)" like Scar made a claim FOR THE COVEN before eVEN ACCEPTING THAT HE'S PART OF THE COVEN like man-) AND his two mates have probably the MOST VALUABLE blood possible- like a godling and a Fae? Mumbo is absolutely 100% in a place where he can easily become just like. The strongest Lord just by who his mates are. (But ofc he'd never use them like that- he'll protect them, keep them out of danger bc he loves them, not because their blood is liquid gold for Vampires hjkfsdk) The fact that the Purists know basically EVERYTHING about Scar now, and they know something about Grian that Grian doesn't even understand/REALLY know yet just fhjsdjkgfdskj and NOW they're both with Mumbo, an OFFICIAL LORD who is the BIGGEST THREAT to the central Purist Coven like hjfhdsjklfglsd-

hfdjksghj Yesss :) And Mumbo said that before it ever clicked that he's a Lord now khjfdskjfkds but oh yeah, powerful connections are just as valuable as powerful Lords <3 I WAS WONDERING IF ANYONE WOULD NOTICE AAAA so much happened in these chapters I was waiting to see if anyone would be like "yo hold up" bc in the moment Scar missed it but once everything has calmed down... :) hfksdjhfgkdsgjldks-

[fluffallamaful]

HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI

I have some lee!gogy hcs for you!!! And some slight ler dream!!! (Since I saw your post asking for lee gogy or lee dream hcs!)

I feel like teasing doesn't really get to him except the teases where the lers like "You were just mad 5 seconds ago! Where'd all that anger go? Hm?"

He absolutely melts at belly tickles. Do with this what you'd like

He never prevokes a ler unless his lee moods are like really bad. He either just suffers with his lee mood (same gogy💀) or he just texts a ler and asks for tickles

Lives for tickles while platonically cuddling with dream. Like they'll be watching a movie and they'll be like...side hugging and dream just like traces his belly or occasionally flutters over his ribs.

I have more if you'd like to hear them! Although they'd just probably be blurbs or mini-fics!

Have a good day/night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ahhhhhh these are all so cute!!!!! i shall discuss each one because i love them alllll ☹️ and also yes please feel free to send in more omg?? doesn’t matter the format (blurbs/fics etc…), it’s just fun to talk about them 🙌🏼

(discussion belowwww)

🦙🦙🦙…

grumpy tease: this is so cute coz it’s kinda like,, him not wanting them to notice that the tickles have cheered him up? like that’s basically what the tease is pointing out. so like if they were also to point out the fact that he’s giggling, that he’s smiling. just anything that proves that he’s loving it and that he can’t help but show it

tummy tickles: ohhh i loveeee 😭 my hc for him is that tummy is one of his favourite spots,, and that it makes him so damn giggly and practically putty. so absolutely yes

provoking: OK SO THIS has intrigued me. because george is absolutely an instigator and a little provoker. BUT with this hc,, it would mean that the only time that he isn’t being a little menace, is when he’s lee?? that’s so cute?? so like if sap or dream notice that gogy has lost his fight and cheek,, they can pretty much infer that he’s absolutely needing tickles aH!! like george trying not to be obvious about it and then absolutely being the most obvious everrrrr

tickle hugs: i’m going to combust coz yes i also love the idea of george adoring tickle hugs from dream :(( like dream has the patience for his squirminess, and he just gets showered in the perfect amount of mean:loving teases. also just the idea of dream pulling george into his side for tummy tickles makes me weak

🦙🦙🦙…

[igotathingforvampires]

Anon Ask | Caius Volturi x F!Witch Reader: Punishments

Canon Divergent Dora is true mated to Renata because I <3 Renata Fight Me

Reader is a Witch.

You are a human. Who managed because of a latent heritage of being a Witch to wander past Heidi into the Throne Room thinking it’s a tour.

You’re not stupid, you walk right in and get near the dais and look around and realize that this is not just a tour.

Sighing, you glance around and face palm. “Ahhhhhh Fuck My Life.”

The Kings of Volterra are eyeing you with amusement.

You sigh, and glare UP at the throne of a very, very gorgeous almost elfin, platinum haired King who’s GLARING back at you with a raised brow and a scowl.

“So ah do I get to pick who offs me?”

All vampires just PAUSE.

“Because okay, if I’m gonna die.” You point at Caius. “That one. You. You’ve got dibs Sir.”

Caius is Shooketh.

This little human has got some guts.

He hates humans. HATES humans.

So why when he snatches you up and you just look at him with those big eyes, and a small smile “just make it quick hm?”

You wait, eyes closed.

Caius pauses, growling and suddenly NOPE you’re picked up and ZOOM.

Aro: The fuck just happened?

You’re tucked away in his inner sanctuary of his rooms, sat down on a chair. “Sit RIGHT here human. If you move I shall be displeased, you won’t like what happens if you make me angry.”

“Uhhhhhh kay.”

Caius goes and feeds and after he sits amongst his brothers. “I’m keeping it.” He growls

Turns out he can keep you because you’re not human! YAY!

“So am I like a bunny.”

“Less than a Rabbit you’re human.” Caius would growl at you.

“Mmmkay.”

How things Go:

You are the chillest bitch to ever chill. Life has not been great, in fact it’s been a horror show, Aro of course sees this and he scolds Caius for treating you like a piece of furniture rather than a person.

Aro knows you’re just feeling Caius out, watching because there are moments— the very few moments— when he is oh so gentle.

You shiver, a blanket is flung at your face. “My luck you’d catch pneumonia.”

Your tummy rumbles, the chef brings a five star meal. “I don’t need you dying.”

You’re bored, suddenly you’re in front of the TV and given access to ALL the shows. “You’re being a pest.”

Aro also knows your temper is starting to appear the more Caius pushes you away.

Caius isn’t sure what to even do with you— he is FEELING things, things he’s never even felt with Dora. And Dora is berating him alongside Marcus for being an utter nitwit.

“Cai for all your brilliance for strategy you’re an idiot in romance.” Dora says.

He knows it’s true. He’s an asshole.

And angry.

All the time. But when you’re around he’s not angry anymore.

But at one point you’re still fidgeting with your hands. “What is the problem now.”

“Ah…well…” you fidget some more, “c-can I have some water colors?”

Caius freezes. “You paint?” He seems curious.

You nod. “I do digital art but I like canvas art too!” You show him your phone of photoshop collages, watercolor, digital paintings and such.

“You do this on a computer?” He tilts his head. He hates technology. So seeing that one can create art this way is astounding to him.

“Yeah I had to sell my iPad a while ago so sadly I can’t do much right now but if I have some water colors that would be a good start!” You bounce on your feet.

You have the a massive iMac, a Wacom Cintiq 24”, an entire selection of Derwent colors and crazy amounts of canvases and anything else you might need that an artist can think of.

Caius is utterly stunned when you tackle him and kiss his cheek thanking him.

His heart explodes into confetti.

Art is how Caius communicates his gentler side. His art is beautiful, evoking deep emotions, and his hand is gentle and fluid enough in motion to capture even the most minute details.

You both grow exceptionally close, till Marcus one day pulls him aside to inform him of the Mate Bond that is between you two.

The Kiss:

You’re modeling for Caius, it’s a random request and you feel utterly embarrassed dressed in flowing robes and sprawled on a chaise lounge half hanging off, your hair spilling onto the marble floor.

You can’t quite help but notice how his gaze is pitch black and devouring you.

“M-Master Caius?”

“Caius.” He grumbles.

“Huh?”

“I think it’s about time you can call me Caius y/n.”

He can hear your heart thump an erratic beat as magic swirls in your eyes. It’s slowly been coming back to you, being cared for, like a plant long neglected, your magic has begun to grow under the tender albeit aloof care of the vampire King you’re so utterly in love with.

But you know it’s silly, there’s no way it’d work—

He’s suddenly next to you, hovering nose to nose, pulling you towards him, “you consume me.”

It’s the last thing he says for a long while as you both end up staying on that lounge for a— ahem lengthy amount of time.

Punishments:

Caius is a sadist.

But he’s a loving sadist.

He has so many kinks he doesn’t know what to do with them. And luckily for him— surprise surprise you’re kinky too.

But you tend to be mouthy. And Caius does not like when he is disobeyed. “Be a good pet and go sit.”

“But���“

“1.”

When Aro counts it’s for orgasms.

When Caius counts it’s for paddling or the crop.

Or it’s for forced orgasms and overstimulation.

The dynamic between you is quite lovely, boundaries are discussed whenever needed, although Caius can come across as gruff and uncaring, at one point during punishment play you had said your safe word rather quickly, and everything stopped. Oils, bath, rub down, talks, blankets, snuggles, and so many kisses to the forehead. “Bunny, oh my little bunny what happened?”

As someone who does not cry.

Ever.

Aro has attested to this.

It astounds Caius that you’d trust him enough to do so.

He realizes that he’s earned a trust that has not been earned by anyone in a long long time, knowing that feeling, he would never break it by overdoing things or going past your boundaries.

Punishments are talked out. Explained. Rules are fairly discussed and you ALWAYS have a say in vetoing or staying off for another day.

If it’s a topic that has yet to be discussed it is tabled, and discussed for what an appropriate response should be.

Punishments include:

Caning

Paddle

Crop (your favorite)

Being suspended and teased.

Leashed. Yes he will have you walk behind him with a leash and collar. And yes he will sit in the Library with you on a leash and your head in his lap. “Good Bunny.”

You are a very good bunny.

Caius has only had only lost his temper with you once. And never will again.

It was due to negligence on your part, you had disobeyed him when it was imperative for you to listen, not aware of the danger of a local coven’s very out of control member. “But Cai why—“

They had heard your blood sing to them.

Caius had torn the individual to pieces in a fit of utter rage before turning on you with a shout, “I told you NEVER to disobey me.” he roared at you, the energy coming off him practically feral as his eyes were murderous.

Seeing you shrink back; the fear in your gaze at him almost broke his heart when the dread kicked in as to what he had done. He had frightened you.

He was supposed to be your comfort and safety.

of course you wouldn't understand vampire's ways of doing things.

or what a singer was...you were a witch...

But before he could even think to reach for you...

You had fled.

Hidden away in Dora’s rooms you tucked yourself away in her bathroom in the tub with a blanket curled up and wept.

Dora and Sulpricia beat the shit out of Caius.

He had sat outside the door pleading with you for hours.

He knew he had utterly fucked up.

He had a horrid temper, he knew it, and the idea of you being drained dry right in front of him had been far too much for him to think of. “Y/n please talk to me. I'm so sorry please forgive me.”

You had unlocked the door with magic…. And he had merely crawled into the tub with you, curled around you underneath the blanket and held you while you cried into him and smacked at his chest. “Don’t do that ever again!!!”

“I know, I know bunny I know. Never again. I'm a bastard I know.”

You calmed down and glared at him.

“Would you like to delve out a punishment?”

You blinked, confused and then realized what he was offering.

“Yes.”

And that is how you ended up quite happy with your vampire begrudgingly, and amused sitting at your feet in your shared rooms with GOOD BOY on a thick leather collar.

Turns out Caius likes being punished too.

“Also a masochist hm?” You laugh at him and grip him by his hair.

“So it seems.” He muses kissing your knee and nudging your legs apart. “But the reward is worth it isn’t it bunny?”

[cheri-translates]

[CN] ASMR Transcript - Gentle Touch (Gavin)

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an ASMR, 轻柔触碰, which has not been released in EN! 🍒

Summary: MC helps Gavin shave

This ASMR is pretty old in CN and should be coming to EN soon, so don’t continue if you’d prefer to preserve novelty!

[ sound of running water ]

You’re awake?

Did I wake you?

Why don’t you sleep for a while longer?

In that case, go have breakfast first.

I’ll join you after I’m done shaving.

[ splashing sounds ]

Huh? You want to help me?

Is this the first time you’re doing such a thing?

Do you know the specific steps?

Are you sure you want to do it?

[ sound of footsteps ]

First, apply the foam on my face.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

You can... come a little closer.

Ah, here...

There’s a little too much.

Okay, I won’t move.

Oh, beside my mouth too.

[ Gavin breathes and laughs ]

Do I look like Santa Claus?

The face of a kitten?

Nope. If you like it,

I like it too.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

Aren’t you tired from tiptoeing like this?

[ rustling noises ]

Here, step on my feet.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

Up to down.

Start from the cheeks.

[ Gavin chuckles ]

Don’t worry, it’s really simple.

[ shaving sounds ]

You can use a little more force.

It’s okay.

There’s no need to be so careful.

[ intense shaving sounds ]

At this pace...

Would it be done within the day?

Why don’t I hold your hand 

And do a demonstration first?

[ intense and faster shaving sounds ]

Just like this.

You know how to do it now?

Okay, you do it.

Next is the sides of the mouth.

[ shaving sounds ]

Move downwards to the chin.

You could wash the razor under the water for a while.

Mm.

[ sound of running water ]

Am I smiling?

I didn’t notice.

[ Gavin sighs ]

I just think

That girls are really gentle.

Usually,

I’d be done shaving in just a few strokes.

Mm, I’ll endure it.

[ shaving sounds ]

Hm? What I’m looking at?

I’m looking at you.

It seems that

I can rarely look at you from such a close distance.

[ Gavin sighs ]

Mm.

I don’t really know how to describe it.

Your eyes are really nice.

Also, your nose, mouth,

The fine hairs on your face.

Why aren’t you letting me continue?

I think

Everything about you is very adorable.

It’s embarrassing?

I’m simply speaking the truth.

Okay, so how do you want to punish me?

I’ve already “turned myself in”.

Could you reduce the sentence?

In that case, the punishment could be that...

In the future, only you can help me shave.

Nope, you’re the first.

But

Even though it’s called a punishment,

It’s actually more like a reward.

Huh, why are you suddenly covering your face?

Is the sunlight too glaring?

I’ll close the curtains.

[ rustling noises ]

Okay.

Actually, I also think

That it’s better for light to come in.

Are you tired?

You’ve been standing all this time.

It’s better to sit down.

In that case, you could sit on the bathtub.

[ footsteps ]

You can

Hold onto my neck.

[ shaving sounds and GAVIN’S BREATHING SPEEDING UP ]

Cough. You’re leaning a little close.

Oh. No! It’s just that...

No, no need.

Just stay like this.

[ Gavin laughs ]

Okay, I won’t talk.

You can continue.

Mm.

It usually ends like this.

Sometimes, I’d also do a check

To see if it’s a clean shave.

For example...

Oh, I’m not asking you to do it. I...

It’s not that you can’t touch.

[ INTENSE, DELECTABLE GAVIN BREATHING NOISES ]

[whispers] Again. Do it again.

Cough. I just think that

Being stroked by you like this

Is really comfortable.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

Lastly, wipe it dry with a towel.

How is it?

I think you did very well. Mm.

Okay, I’ll leave it to you next time then.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

It’s a promise?

[firmly] Mm, okay.

I’ll leave it all to you.

[ razor drops abruptly and really intense rustling noises ensue AHHHHHH ]

More translated ASMR transcripts: here

[loosesodamarble]

Victory Ritual

Summary: Inosuke and Shizuka develop a routine to celebrate their successful missions.

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 915

Content warnings: very light gore at the beginning

..........

It was the dead of night but Shizuka felt nothing but awake. Her heart hammered in her chest and she could feel every flex of her muscles. She and Inosuke faced a vampire who controlled the water in a nearby river.

"Leave me alone already!" the vampire screamed while directing a water blast at Inosuke.

Shizuka ran as fast as her feet would carry her and slashed through the water, disrupting its flow and creating a large spray. Inosuke lunged at the vampire in that opening.

"Shut the hell up already!" Inosuke used one blade to cut the neck and his second to pierce the heart simultaneously.

"GYAAAAAH! Hgh—! Ahhhhhh..."

As the vampire's shrill cries died, it went limp and shriveled up. Inosuke tried to shake the corpse off his sword but it failed to slide off easily due to the rotten flesh snagging on the chipped edge.

"So that's it..." Shizuka sighed in relief. Her heart started to beat differently, in a lighter way. "Ah ha!" She ran to Inosuke as he had finished freeing his nichirin blade. "We did it!" Shizuka threw her arms around Inosuke's shoulders and pressed a kiss to the furred cheek of his mask. Wait. In a snap, Shizuka, with her face burning hot, pulled away from Inosuke.

"O-oi! Hanaka!" Inosuke snapped, turning to properly face Shizuka. "What was that just now?!"

"I-I..." Shizuka averted her eyes. "That was—!"

"It made me feel all fuzzy! Do it again!"

"Again"?! I shouldn't have done it in the first place! Shizuka felt her heart skip a beat. "N-no way! You can't just demand things from me!" Please don't notice that I'm blushing!

Inosuke grunted. "Well then. How about... If we ever do a mission together, you gotta do that again!"

"I—!" Shizuka crossed her arms then huffed, "I suppose I could..."

.....

"Koyurika! We beat the demon!" Inosuke laughed while running up to the girl. "C'mon! C'mon! Do the thing!"

Tanjirou, who had been on the mission with Inosuke and Shizuka, looked over at the two.

"Hm? What're you two up to?" he asked and tilted his head to the side.

At the question, Shizuka colored up in the face. She choked out an uncharacteristically meek, "It's n-nothing much..." Then, she turned to Inosuke and kissed his cheek. Or at least the cheek of his mask.

Tanjirou blinked once. Twice. "Y-you two...? Isn't that a ki—?"

"Alright! Let's get the kakushi here!" Shizuka yelped as she stepped back from Inosuke and fanned her face. "Wow! Is anyone else feeling warm?!”

I never thought I'd see something like this from these two, Tanjirou mused. He walked up to Inosuke and patted his shoulder. Inosuke stuck up his nose and grunted. Tenderness isn't their specialty but a new side of them is nice to see.

.....

"Wh-wh-what the hell did you just doooo?!" Zenitsu's screech pierced the night.

Shizuka leaned away from Inosuke after giving him the usual peck on the cheek.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Shizuka scoffed. She held her head high and crossed her arms. "I'm congratulating Inosuke on a job well done!"

The answer made Zenitsu leap towards Shizuka. He tapped his pointer fingers together and tried to put on his best pleading expression.

"Since I helped too, I deserve to be congratulated, right?"

Shizuka's expression was sharp, eyes narrowed and lip curled back. It was adorable on her though. So intrinsically her. Shizuka opened her mouth to speak but Inosuke spoke first.

"Back off, Ponritsu!" Inosuke rammed his head into Zenitsu's, eliciting a yelp out of him and knocking him back. "Yatsuka only does that for me because I'm the boss!" He proclaimed and pounded a fist against his puffed chest.

"Grah! No fair!" whine Zenitsu while he rubbed his forehead. "You don't even know the word for what Shizuka's doing, do you?" Why is the world so unfair?! Inosuke doesn't know how good he's got it!

.....

Tengen paused and rapidly blinked his good eye. While hobbling away from the battlefield with his wives' help, he had noticed Shizuka and Inosuke shuffling along together a way's off. He had almost called out to them when he overheard their conversation.

"Why won't you do the thing already?!" Tengen could actually see the frustration on Inosuke's face since he'd taken off his ridiculous mask to let someone tend to his head wound.

"I can't do it now!" Shizuka retorted. From where he was, Tengen heard the rapid beating of her heart.

"Of course you can! Your face isn't broken, is it?"

"Th-that's not the issue here!"

"Fine then! If you don't do it—!"

That's when Tengen watched Inosuke kiss Shizuka's face. In actuality, "kiss" would've been a generous word. It was more like Inosuke pressing his nose and mouth against Shizuka's cheek.

"That is..."

"Usually Shizuka is the one doing the kissing but I guess she's too shy to kiss his real face," Zenitsu grumbled, suddenly standing with Tengen's group.

"She kisses the boar mask?!" Makio yelled, understandably confused.

"Don't think too hard on it." Zenitsu sighed tiredly. "And don't bring it up with them. Inosuke's so dumb he doesn't know the word 'kiss' and Shizuka seems determined to not to hear the word."

Still at a distance, Shizuka and Inosuke screamed at each other.

"I'm just so glad you're alive, Inosuke!"

"Don't worry about me dying, Ruruka! Since I'm the boss, I gotta continue living for my minions!"

"Hmm! What an odd and flamboyant couple."

"What?! Ew, don't call them that!"

[terazono]

[21:55]

Word Count: 1.4k

Your plans for the evening had lasted longer than you anticipated. You were initially excited to spend a night with your friends, but as the hours passed, you found yourself getting annoyed with their presence. It’s a feeling you’ve been getting pretty often recently; whether it’s your classmates, friends, or family, you’ve been wanting to spend more time with yourself. There are so many joys to discover when you’re alone, and having absolute control on whatever you’re doing is exciting! 

You suppose this outing was enjoyable while it lasted, but now you wanted to head home. An additional thirty minutes was spent easing your way out of their conversation, and with a promise to at least text more often, you were on your way home. 

Having been out of the apartment all day, you were looking forward to comfort food and soft clothes for the rest of the night. While approaching your building, you were surprised to see that a few of the windows and the balcony door were open. A flicker of panic crossed your mind as you tried to recall the morning. You could have sworn you didn’t open any windows recently, but you had opened the balcony door to take pictures of the sunrise… 

You kept your eyes on your apartment complex as you neared the tall building. When you reached the corner of the block, you somehow caught a figure quickly shutting the balcony door. It happened in a second, and you would have probably missed it if you looked away in that moment.

But you knew that figure anywhere. If you couldn’t tell who it was by the blinding neon green pants he was wearing, a loud yell coming from the closest open window told you who it was. 

“Ah…. Jayy-ahhhHHH!” Sunghoon called out from somewhere inside your apartment. 

Judging from where the windows were open, they must have been in your kitchen. With that realization, you hurriedly swiped into the building and sped towards the stairs, hoping the boys didn’t break or burn anything. 

While approaching your front door, you briefly wondered why you had the bright idea of giving Sunghoon the spare keys to your apartment in the first place. I mean, if you were ever locked out, he could come over then, but that scenario has yet to happen and it seems like Sunghoon just comes over when he doesn’t want to wash the dishes back at their dorm. 

You unlocked your front door, opening it slowly, knowing all too well that Jake likes to scare you as often as possible. Peeking in, you were pleasantly surprised when nothing jumped out at you. You fully entered the doorway, taking into account the three pairs of sneakers crowding the entryway. After taking off your own shoes, you wandered further into the apartment, listening for a trace of their voices to tell you where they were. At that moment, a muted clang came from the kitchen, followed by Jay’s baritone voice spitting rapid fire (..had he been practicing rap lately?) It sounded like he was scolding someone, so that probably meant Jake was there with him. 

“...and just be more careful!” you heard him finish as you stepped into the kitchen. Jay was stirring something on the stove, also dressed in neon sweatpants and a black shirt. Jake was leaning against the counter beside him; he was wearing a matching black shirt with orange practice shorts. The smell of ramen wafted towards you before you had the chance to question what they were cooking at this time of night. Jake notices you first. 

“You’re back! Welcome home,” Jake greets, waving at you from his position. He doesn’t make any other effort to acknowledge you otherwise, seemingly set on monitoring Jay as he cooks. Jake sighs loudly, “Jay the noodles are going to overcook if you wait! You should add the egg now一” he insists as he nudges Jay to the side, already reaching for an egg on the counter. 

“Jake一 wait hold up一 boY STOP,” Jay says as he forces Jake away from the stove, “this ramen is for all of us so we should just make it plain一”

“But my egg!” 

“Curse the egg. Eggs aren’t even that good.... and I don’t know what about them man, but eggs just give me a weird feeling,” Jay utters as he eyes the eggs accusingly. 

“Jay, I think that just means you’re allergic,” you chime in, taking a seat at the dining table. Jay narrows his eyes at you as Jake chokes out a laugh. “...and I don’t really want my eggs in my ramen today, sorry Jake.”

Jake pouts at you as Jay lets out a pleased woop. You laugh at both of them as Sunghoon comes in and joins you at the table. 

“Welcome home!” he smiles. Sunghoon was hiding his hands in the sleeves of the large black sweater he was wearing, and he changed into the same orange shorts as Jake. 

Eyeing his outfit, you questioned him, “Hey Sunghoon, do you guys have matching clothes or something? That’s pretty cute of the three of you to do that.” 

“Oh this? Nah we just so happen to own the same clothes. We would never match like this normally, but we all ran out of clothes so we came here to do laundry,” he says with complete nonchalance. A beat of silence passes.

You shut your eyes for a moment, gathering all of the self control in your soul and mind, before glaring at Sunghoon. 

You smack his arms. “Why一 did一 you一 come一here一 to do your GOD一 DAMN一 LAUNDRY. DO IT AT YOUR OWN PLACE!” 

“But一 Daniel一 justbroke一 it一 PLEASE STOP HITTING ME,” Sunghoon yelps. Jake giggles at his misfortune. 

“Hey! You did laundry here too, Jake. Don’t think I’ll go easy on you either,” you threaten. Jake’s smile turns to a frown as you glare at him instead. He slowly raises his hands, signaling his surrender. 

Jay takes this time to finally bring over the pot of ramen, setting it down on a coaster in the center of the table. “Okay everyone, no fighting until after we eat. I’m starving.”

Jake takes the initiative to set the table with bowls and utensils, and Sunghoon stands to get the four of you something to drink. You sit in slight surprise as the three of them move to set up the table. 

“Oh wow, thanks guys,” You say quietly as the three boys sit around the dining table. 

“No problem,” Jay replies, his chopsticks ready to enter his mouth. 

Sunghoon serves you a bowl before asking, “So, how was your day Y/N?” He was focused on mixing his ramen, but he makes eye contact to let you know he’s listening. 

“Oh! Uhm, it was alright. I met with some friends for an early dinner, but it went for pretty long. If I had known you were all here, I would have definitely come home earlier,” you tell him, swirling the ramen noodles around your bowl. 

“Hm? Did you not have fun?” Jake asks. 

“I mean, well, yeah I did have fun. I just really wanted to relax at home tonight is all,” you say sheepishly. “Wait! But that doesn’t mean I want you guys to leave.” 

Jay smirks at your response. Sunghoon chuckles, resting his elbows on the table, “Actually… we kind of figured you’d feel that way. We came over to surprise you and just relax tonight.” 

Jake nods, “Yeah! We cooked ramen to start, but we can make something else if you want. And you can even wear the clothes we washed, it’s like a win-win!.” 

Woah. You stared at them in disbelief. How did you meet such caring friends? 

“I… I just一 I mean, thank you so much,” you say, gratitude and happiness evident in your voice. “Seriously, you can’t believe what great timing you have. I can’t believe it.” 

Jake smiles, “That’s what we’re here for! You’re always here for us, the least we can do is help you smile this time. Let’s just chill for the rest of the night.” 

And that’s exactly what you’re doing hours later, squished between Jay and Sunghoon on the couch, wearing Jake’s hoodie and Sunghoon’s neon sweatpants. 

A/N: People, especially friends, are gems. It’s important to be there for them and take care of them when they need you!! And is this a slight poke at global voting and supporting the I-LAND boys? YES IT IS. Their futures rely on OUR VOTES, and Mnet is editing the episodes to manipulate voters. PLEASE VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE I-LAND TRAINEE.

[toonqueen]

Duckverse 2020

--HOME--

This takes place in my headcanon for an 87/Comic universe for Magicstone. Ahhhhhh. Thank you @cataradical for so much betaing omg.

------

Gladstone awoke to a tremendous throbbing headache. It could be compared to an extremely bad hangover, if he had ever had one of those. Even with the heavier drinking the few times he tagged around as a “fourth wheel” when Donald’s two bright-feathered friends were visiting. 

He let out a soft groan, not wanting to open his eyes until he remembered how exactly he got like this. There were just scattered, small memories he could recall. A fight with something. Magica was definitely there. Gladstone rubbed his forehead with his palm. Even with closed eyes, he could still tell there was a little beam of light coming into the room.

When the half-goose finally opened an eye, it was through the spread fingers of his hand still on his face. The light came from the window, peeking between a set of curtains Gladstone did not recognize. Not his, and not the ones in Magica’s little shack. 

Gladstone instantly sat up in the bed, and then immediately regretted moving so fast. It made his head swim. The dark room spun for a long minute. Gladstone felt if he laid back down the pain would get even worse. He noticed there were a pair of doors across the room: dark brown wood, very tall and wide; one was propped open by a star-shaped doorstop. He didn’t feel like he could get up safely right now. It was a very strange feeling, for Gladstone to be weak. His second panicked thought was he had lost his luck yet again. However, he did know this was a stranger’s house, and he needed to get out immediately. 

The half-goose cautiously sat up, legs hanging over the side of the bed. His head was still swimming. Once it steadied, Gladstone gave a closer look around the room. The walls were made up of the same dark wood as the doors; every three feet, tall, intricate pillars had been carved expertly into the walls. They resembled Greek Ionic columns with swirling capitals on top.

Gladstone spotted his coat and tie across the room, draped over a nearby Victorian cherry wood chair by a matching vanity. His hat sat atop the ornate mirror.

Groaning, Gladstone finally got up and walked over to the window. Just moving felt like too much effort. He pushed one curtain aside, enough to shine a little light on his face. With another grunt, his eyes adjusted to the brightness. Outside, he saw a nearby forest edging into what used to be a small vineyard. All overgrown. The wooden spikes and poles that held grape vines still stood. 

On dilapidated fencing sat two black crows. Two very familiar crows. 

Gladstone relaxed and sighed in relief. All the tension of waking up in a strange location disappeared; Magica was here. But where he was he still didn’t know. He remembered he went to Magica’s shack to visit her, but that was all he could recall for the moment.

He was already feeling much better as he explored the large bedroom. The dresser on the other side of the room had several framed photographs sitting on it. Like the rest of the room, the frames were wood, antique, gilded in gold leaf. He looked over the pictures before something caught his interest.

Gladstone picked up one photograph of two young children with their parents. He wouldn’t say what they were wearing more modern, but it definitely looked newer than all the other Victorian-esque pictures. All smiling, like your usual family portrait. Gladstone knew he had a few of him as a kid with his parents with the same warm, friendly look. 

It then dawned on him the two kids in the picture were Magica and her brother Poe. He chuckled softly and put it back down on the dresser. 

A familiar face appeared in the doorway, and Gladstone couldn’t help but give a smile. 

Magica had a pitcher of water in her hands and spoke as she walked in. “Of course you wake up when I leave the room. I hope you weren’t too worried.” She went to the bedside stand first, filling an empty glass sitting there. 

Gladstone’s body relaxed, most noticeably in his shoulders. He walked over to the bed to sit again. “Can you fill me in on what happened?” he whispered like they weren’t alone, needed to keep quiet. 

Magica handed Gladstone the glass. “Drink this first,” she said. There was fleeting concern in her tone, like she was trying to hide it but a little slipped through. 

Without hesitating, Gladstone did what he was told.  “Okay, what was that? Some potion to balance me out, or?” he asked as he handed back the glass. 

“Water; you’re probably dehydrated,” Magica scowled a little. As if he were a fool for not knowing what water tasted (or did not taste) like. 

“I think my luck is gone,” Gladstone muttered.

“I doubt that. With what happened last night, you were lucky to get out of there alive. You don’t remember anything?”

“I came to surprise you with an impromptu visit. You weren’t home. Poe let me in even though Ratface told him not to.. After that it's kinda fuzzy,” Gladstone explained. 

Magica put her hand on his forehead to feel if it was hot or not. He’d been warm earlier, but now seemed normal again. She sighed. “I was late for a meeting with my grand coven.They had...” She tried to think of a non-magic layman's term for it. “They had projected outside for the meeting. I assume they saw you and must have thought you were an intruder.”

“I do remember seeing three big ladies,” Gladstone said, paused a moment, “big as in projected. Like you said. Like a magical facetime call, hm?” 

“Some of us still have flip phones, Gladstone,” Magica ughed, “but yes, like facetime.” 

“So I ran into them and they zapped me with something? Do I still have my luck?” Gladstone sounded slightly panicked at the last question. A bit of cracking to his voice like a teen hitting puberty. 

Magica sat on the side of the bed facing him. “You really don’t remember anything? I think you still have your luck. Trust me. I think that's how you are still alive. I’m very rusty on my fake death spells. It had to be your luck.”

“Magica, give yourself some more credit. I’ve always seen you cast great magic. I mean, I don’t know what kind of form that stuff is graded on, but it always works for you!” There was a moment's pause as the gears turned in the half-goose’s head. “Wait, death spell?!” 

Magica gave a little wince at that, even though Gladstone hadn’t been very loud.

“When I got there, they were accusing you of spying on them. One had used a silence spell on you, so I didn’t know what you were trying to tell me,” Magica explained, wrinkling her beak, “they wanted to get rid of you. I lied and said that I needed you for your access to Scrooge and his dime for the Midus spell.”

If Magica had said such a thing early on in their relationship he would have been skeptical. But over time he learned she did keep him separate from her… magic business. She hadn’t used him to get to his uncle since long before they were “dating”.

“They wanted me to get rid of you STILL, even though I said I needed you for--you know--the mission they have me on. Pretty much sabotaging me if what I had said had been true. So... I made it seem like you were dead. By wand zap. Seemed to work. They believed it. At least, I think they did,” Magica explained. 

Gladstone felt like she was telling the truth, but she was holding something back. There was a pause to her inflection on words that left him thinking she was deciding carefully on how she said each sentence. 

His head was still too sore to press for more details on what actually happened. For now.

“Where are we?”

“Well, obviously I couldn’t have you at my house in case they-- ugh---” she paused to use the term Gladstone said, “facetime me again. This is an old estate; we’ll be fine and safe here. It would be best to stay a day or two to keep off my grand coven’s radar.”

Gladstone glanced around the room from where he sat in bed. It really felt like he’d stepped back into the past; the early 1800s, where everything was fancy, posh but lovingly ornate. Window curtains and sheets were a dark silver, the latter plush and silky. The floors were polished wood with several black Persian rugs. Though the place looked old, there were brass electric lamps on the walls, a vintage Baroque-style stained glass flush mount on the ceiling.

“I’ve only seen one room in this place and can already tell it's better than your other home. Why not stay here all the time?”

“I brought you here because it's safer. But there are safety spells cast all over this place that interfere with my own magic, so I could not ‘work’ here,” Magica answered shortly. “Did you need to call anyone? Being gone for more than a day, I don’t want your uncle to think I kidnapped you. Again.” 

“How long was I out?” Gladstone asked, now concerned because Magica wanted him to check in with his family. 

“Overnight. It’s already past noon,” Magica said as she put her hand on his cheek. She gave a light smile, like there was something more on her mind. “You should wash up. You must be hungry. I started making soup.”

Gladstone chuckled, taunting, “This ancient place has plumbing?”

Magica withdrew her hand to give him a playful push on the shoulder. “Of course it does. I’m not THAT old.”

“Ah, so this is your childhood home? Or something like that?” Gladstone’s curiosity was piqued.

“Yes, something like that,” Magica replied vaguely, “you really do need to wash up though.”

Gladstone gave a glance back over to his items on the vanity. With the light brighter in the room now, he saw the clothing was streaked with dirt. He closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his bill. “Oh, man… one of them threw me, huh? With a blast of magic?”

“You were pretty roughed up when I got there. So that is a possibility.” Magica put her free hand on his other cheek to move his head down a little. Gladstone received a light kiss to the forehead.

“Lucky for me you showed up to save the day.” Gladstone raised his head, wearing a cheesy grin. 

Magica shook her head in the stereotypical “oh, you!” fashion. 

Still smiling, Gladstone gave her a long kiss back. Properly, beak to beak. Magica leaned into it, her hands moving from his face down to his shoulders. He put an arm around her back and gave a gentle squeeze.

There was a low growl. Magica pulled back from the embrace. For one split second she was almost concerned a wild animal had snuck into the room.

“Sorry. That was me. I guess I am hungry.” Gladstone gave a sheepish shrug. 

Magica let him go to bap him on the arm. “Finish another glass of water and clean up. Bathroom is the door on the left.” She gave him a peck on the cheek before standing up to leave. “I’ll bring the soup up to you once it's done. Don’t expect anything fancy.” 

Gladstone hummed a moment. “You must have been pretty worried about me if you’re volunteering to provide me free room service.”

“Well, don’t get used to it!” Magica replied as she walked out of the room.

Once she left, Gladstone flopped down, laying crossways on the bed. He thought, for just a second, what it would be like to have a home with Magica. 

------

Lol I was gonna say Zoom call instead of Facetime but then realized this takes place slightly in the past. I looked up when IPhone came out which was 2007, which is still a tiny bit too much in the future for this but haha maybe Duckverse just have iphones sooner so screw logic. Haaaa. (Mind you time frame kinda mattered to me because I headcanon Gladstone’s mom was born 7.7.1957. Gladstone is 7.7.1977 and Gladstone and Magica’s kid should have been 7.7.2007 technically. (Except the kid landed on the 13th because SPOOKY OKAY.)

Also the house mentioned here is a headcanon I have for a De Spell Estate that's past through the family. No one is currently living there but I like the concept of using it as a safe house when crazy stuff goes down. >_>

[fluffyboy]

1,3,11 thanks ❤️

1 - who’s your celebrity crush?

Temmie Chang!

Not sure if it's considered a celebrity, but ahhhhhh, she's so perfect! She's so funny and sweet and everything about her is amazing! I seriously can't even start to describe how much I like her. She is honestly so perfect and I wouldn't change a thing about her.

Of course, I know little about her. But I feel like she'd be a person I would love to be friends with.

I just sigh whenever I hear her voice and laugh, or see her pictures and little jokes. I wish I had a sense of humor similar to her.

Of course, it's just a fantasy and a dream. At the end of the day I'm just a fan that deeply appreciates her existence.

@drinkwatercolors once asked me this and I couldn't get a good answer, but this is definitely it.

3 - rant. just do it

Hm... Been feeling very unmotivated for some time now. I don't know when I'll just... Wake up from all of this, and start doing stuff. Haven't been taking good care of myself in a while.

I haven't been depressed, but I just can't seem to move and do stuff. The days off pass by so quickly...

I didn't do enough to study for a job promotion interview, and so I failed it for incompetence.

One of my supervisors said I was arrogant, uneducated, and ignorant throughout the interview. I feel very bad about that. However, my main supervisor deflected that, saying that I am not, and that I am one of the sweetest people he's met, and don't feel at all like that supervisor talked about me. There are possibilities that she was helping to rig it, from the start. The person we suspected that she could rig it for, has won.

I know I didn't study enough and didn't deserve to win, but this still fills me with paranoia.

Also, my family made me sign a contract for my brother. In case he fails to pay for his car, it is my name that would be on the line. Very complicated stuff and I did it reluctantly. If I didn't, they wouldn't forgive me easily and would just shove this into my face for years.

I also am worried about my work performance. And I barely can enjoy things anymore... Life as an employed person is... I don't know. I just wish we had more time off... And earned just a little bit more money... I can't focus on the job as much as I want to. Also, with this big suspicion of ADHD, I don't know what to do about it.

11 - what unusual talent do you have?

Hm... I can mash buttons really fast? Hahah

I really don't think I have any talent, let alone unusual ones.

Ah, yes. I have more flexibility than I should have. I can put my foot up to my forehead, and I'm pretty big, and never practiced that. I mostly only sit and sleep with my legs crossed, too.

I have good reflexes, but I don't know if that's because I play games a lot.

Also, apparently cats like to approach me. Is that a talent? abbehshdhshs

Thank you for the ask, @begoodeddiepie ! 💚

[tartagliaxx]

hm, i was wondering if i should wait and save for eula or ask my friend to help me whale for venti? J said that he'd be fine with helping me whale for him, but well, it honestly doesn't feel right for me even though i already paid him back for helping me whale for xiao. i'm gonna save and try to pull for him on my birthday which is surprisingly close(???), time rlly does fly fast lmao

and maybe it's just me, but i don't rlly enjoy the mondstadt festival that much? it's cool and all, but it seems like any other day, just with dandelions and whirlwheel asters. i'm only playing the games to buy stuff from the event shop and i'm basically speedrunning through everything except story quests.

also, J told me that once he gets bored of genshin which to be fair, is pretty easy to get tired of once you reach a certain point, he'll give me his account. he has so many side accounts it's actually surprising he keeps track of them. i played on one of his accounts, which has keqing, ganyu, zhongli, albedo, qiqi and venti and he just said he'll give it to me??? admittedly, it's one of his smaller accounts, but that's still a lot of money. and they're built, like rlly rlly built. his lvl80 ganyu does like 14k with her aimed shot???

— r. anon

honestly, who do you vibe more? think less about the team mechanics and instead, focus more on who you enjoy looking at and playing as. at the end of the day, the point of games is to have fun! on another note, i know how it feels like to not be comfy abt whaling w someone else’s money. like someone gave me money as a gift and it felt wrong to use it for the game. logically thinking, its my money and im free to use it however i want but it still feels weird to use it for my gambling addiction.

omg omg omg... its your birthday????? am i overstepping my boundaries by asking you when that is? i want to give you a gift but ahhhhhh!! ooh! what if i write smth for you? thats exciting! i think? anw, if you’re rolling on your bday, i wish you all the luck in the world (and an advance happy birthday)!!

hmm i dont have very big feelings abt the festival. i like the atmosphere and the design a lot and the minigames are smth new as well. its a nice change of pace for me but i understand how it can be not-so appealing to others. maybe you’ll have more fun as new modes unlock?

thats his smaller account?! then damn,, what does his main look like? ah, to be rich that you can whale... a dream is what that is. to be fair, giving your account that you spent money on to someone who you know still plays and finds interest in the game is better than letting it rot in a forgotten corner. you must be really, really close friends if he can entrust you smth big. for me, it feels like there’s still so much to do and im in ar53. i took everything and by everything i meant everything so i feel like theres so much content to still unlock but i also know that when that content dries up, it’ll be easy to get bored. endgame in genshin doesnt feel like theres anything big yet.

hope you have a great day and take care! 💕

[amenomiko]

Before You Know it..

Pairing: IkeSen Ieyasu x MC

Rated: M (Smut)

Type: One Shot

❤❤❤🌸❤❤❤🌸❤❤❤

-----------------------------------

....At first,

It was only to release each other's pent up feelings. It was only a mutual agreement of one night stand and that's that.

She had been rejected. By the loyal right hand man of Oda Nobunaga. Forcing herself to adapt to new surroundings of the past stressed her mentally, and he was the one to make her feel like it's home, even though the way they begin their greetings was bad. He treated her, spoiled her, until she fell in love so deep than the love he has for her.

Before she could bring herself to confess, he smiled wryly, saying that she was only like a little sister to him. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Ieyasu had found her by the lake, not to far from Azuchi, where he coincidentally just got back from plucking some herbs within the mountain areas. At first, he refuses to pry, but since she is the so called "Lucky Charm" to Nobunaga, he had to get himself involved, like it or not. He can see her tears brimming endlessly but before he could approach her, she rose from where she sat and loses her balance.

The herbs from his arms fell in instant as he run after her, holding her tight in his arms. He asked angrily if there is no better place to kill herself, yet, she responded by crying into his chest. He was taken aback indeed. Sighing, not only he HAVE to get himself to approach her and now she is crying..? Oh for the love of-

Suddenly she made a request.

It froze him right away.

"Please make me forget..! I beg of you..!"

His face twisted the moment he blend it all in his tired brain. She even BEG him, to woo her, to make her FORGET about the REJECTION. "Don't mess with me..! Aren't you being ridiculous and selfi- mmmf..!!" She had pushed him first, kissing him deeply, and they fell onto the grass because this new situation right here is too much until his knees gives in. He tried to push her, not to hurt her at the same time even though his heart is fuming with anger. But somehow her tears stopped him, even his hands that were tugging on the back of her kimono gets weaken. Especially when her tongue dances with his; energy slowly leave him when she moaned into the kiss.

Their lips break apart, and his heart give a slight "Thump!" as his eyes glances at their single slick of mixed saliva the moment she pulled away. "Mmm-.." MC whimpered to his bulging that brush against her entrance, where Ieyasu himself couldn't fathom how he can be aroused just from a kiss. He sigh, and he turn her body to be at his bottom. He leans and pauses very close to her flushed lips, mumbling, "Don't regret after this. I will be the one who will take your virginity, you got that..?"

She didn't say anything, only sliding her hands into his upper haori to pull him into another kiss. "Please.." She cried again. "...Tch." He takes her leg to rest it over his shoulder, grunting, "....Just this once."

-------------------------------------------

From one it becomes twice. From twice to thrice, and from thrice to..

He had lose count. After that first day they shared an intimate moments together, they act as if nothing had happened. MC only said "Thank you" and "I'm sorry" to him, in which he didn't reply. But then, before he knows it, she had come again for the second time, and the third. No conversations, and only a 'look' they've given to each other to proceed with their usual rendesvous session. A glance, too, is more than enough. Or just a simple brush to his hand, he gets the message.

Still, there are time when they didn't do it, they only exchange a few secret, deep kisses, until MC feels weak in her knees. Ieyasu would always catch her, and they will continue their kiss again. And again. And again. They even did it before attending war council, earning a tease from Masamune of why both of their lips looks as if it is swollen.

There's also one time of where Ieyasu wonder why it never stop. Realization hits him. But all he knows is that, he will hate it whenever Hideyoshi pats her head lovingly, and she smiled sadly in return. He didn't know why he was angry; there's a slight heavy feeling in his chest. "..MC." He find his throat growling when he utter her name. "Come with me. You need an ointment to your swollen legs."

Before MC and the "Brotherly" Hideyoshi could ask, he already pulled her away from Hideyoshi, and despite MC winced and say that her wrist is painful, he keep on pulling her to push her into his room, leaving the door slightly open on purpose and grip on her wrist when she tried to escape, and kissed her deeply.

"Mmm..!" She gasped for air, only to be kissed again. "Ieyasu..! Why- mmm..!" He undressed her harshly, licking and biting on her neck and shoulder as he do so. "Nnnh..! Ieyasu-..! A-Aaahh..!!" She writhe desperately to get away from him as he suddenly spread her legs apart to lick her warmth. Deeper and deeper, licking into her wet entrance and she only could tug on his hair roughly from the pleasure. "Mmmh..! Ieyasu..! Not there..! Ah..! I'm cumming-..!!"

Ieyasu licked and swallow all her cum, holding her legs into place when she quiver from ecstacy. He keep on licking her again, and again, sucking on the side of her thigh, biting on it while rubbing his dick on her clit. MC licked her lips, she can feel her clit throbbing with need to his dick. "Ieyasu..! P-please..! I-..! I want you inside me..!" She blushed when he look at her, smiling into her bitten thigh. She moaned again when he tease her entrance with his dick head.

"It seems this is a habit of ours, hm?"

Her eyes widened to his words, but she lowered her eyes to meet his. "...Do you hate doing it..?" She tightened her hold on the tatami beneath her. "I know it was selfish of me but.. When I realized it I.. I think I.." Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. "I never regret it at all. To do it with you. Instead I.. I feel so safe when I'm with you, Ieyasu."

He didn't respond. He only stare at her.

"D-do you-...no, you can hate me." She cupped her face. "You can hate me because I'm the one who started it all, I'm-""Be quiet."

"Eh- a-AHHHHHH!!!"

He entered her fully. Without giving her time to adjust, he move to thrust in and out of her. "Then don't hate me for doing this to you. Before I know it, it has become an addiction for me to pleasure myself roughly on you like this." She shakes her head. "It's alright.. You can use my body as much as you want.. I deserve thi-""Who said it's about using your body? Just calm down already."

"Hya..!"

He pulled her up into a sitting position as he thrusts more and more into her. "I-Ieyasu..? Mmmh-..!" He kissed her again, twirling his tongue with hers, and she melted into it. He pulled away, continuing, "You didn't even give me time to reply, and you come into conclusion on your own." Her hold around him getting tighter as his movements getting frantic. "Nnnnn!! Ieyasu..! I'm coming.. Ah- Mmmmnnnnhhh!!!" He buried himself deep into her, riding throughout the release. "Nnnnh..! So warm..!" Fluid after fluid pumped into her, she just loved the way Ieyasu cumming inside her everytime they have sex.

She rest her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes into full bliss when Ieyasu kissed her neck. "Ieyasu..?""What is it?"

"Is it alright for me to hear what you wanted to say..?"

"....There's nothing much I could say. Isn't it enough when we have shared our secret?"

Kisses after kisses. Then sex. And every sex is always full of bliss and never a rough and desperate ones. No matter how they didn't talk, Ieyasu would always prepare her medicine to ease the soreness within her.

"But still.. I just wanted to say that I.."

"I love you too. Happy?"

She giggled. For the very first time she giggled happily like that. She stopped as Ieyasu pushed her gently to rest his forehead on hers, kissing her softly on the lips. They slowly lay down onto the futon as Ieyasu move again inside her for slow sex. Sharing a kiss with each other desperately as they go for another round of sex, more and more to indulge with one another.

---------------------------------

Hideyoshi has been listening to the whole moments they share their love with each other. He is concerned with MC's condition, and so he followed them right after Ieyasu and MC left the hall.

He can feel his own bulge rising whenever MC moaned in Ieyasu's touch, disappointed with himself for having those kind of feelings towards her; late in realizing so. He had secretly pump himself and cum when MC screamed from pleasure and to add more into that disappointment..

MC had grinned towards him, smiling as their eyes come into contact with each other. She purposely moan more when Ieyasu came inside of her, licking her lips to get Hideyoshi's attention. He was flabbergasted to the look she gave him, and now he cursed when he give himself another self pleasure, imagining that moan and look from her in his mind.

He panted, his hand slowing down when his cum coated all over his hand. Resting his forehead onto the table in front of him, he cursed again,

"Damn it..."

-----------------------------

That's what you get for being too "brotherly" hewhew 👀.

No worries, MC is not bad. She's just want to give lesson of lifetime to him. BAHAHAHAHA 💕

[vgckwb]

ML: Are They Worthy? Chapter 50: Overthinking!/Multi-Marc

The rest of the day, Lila avoided talking to people. People were coming up to her left and right to see how she was. She wasn’t interested in talking to people about what just happened. About how she admitted to hating another student. A student who everyone adores. To her, they were all ready to dismiss her and tell her off. She didn’t want that, so she avoided every conversation.

After school, Lila gathered her things and ran straight home. She knew her mom was busy all day, so she could avoid that conversation as well. She locked herself in her room, thinking she was safe from talking to people.

She heard a knock on her window. She turned to see Ladybug. “Hello” she said. Lila walked up to the window and closed the curtain. Ladybug was shocked, but couldn’t do anything. She left.

Once Marinette got home, she made her way to the kitchen. “Marinette, I’m glad you tried” Tikki said.

“Yeah, but she didn’t want to talk to me” Marinette said.

“She just needs to blow off some steam” Tikki said. “You know the feeling.”

Marinette smiled. “You’re right Tikki! In the meantime, let’s make her something for when she feels better tomorrow.” Marinette and Tikki began making brownies.

Later that night, Vlad and Beyyo were walking around town. “So, what should we do about Lila?” Vlad asked.

Beyyo thought about it. “I think we should approach cautiously. She is very volatile at the moment. She has lost whatever control she had and is ready to just fight back at the first sign of confrontation.”

“Provided she’s awake” Vlad said, smiling.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea” Beyyo said. “Remember what happened the first time with Chloe?” Vlad nodded. “This could go a lot worse than that. Chloe at least had the sense of what was happening was wrong, and she was used to her burden. This is all new to Lila.”

Vlad sighed. “I see your point. So, I guess we stick to the original plan then?” Beyyo nodded. “Beyyo! Fangs Sharpen!”

Judgement Wolf approached Marc’s house. He snuck into his room. “Wolf Mist!”

Marc was sitting in class, nervous about how he and Nathaniel’s first comic was going to turn out. It was a miracle that Nathaniel agreed to do this, especially after the whole Reverser fiasco. His mind was going a million miles a minute. Will people like it? If they don’t, will Nathaniel want to work with me still? Will I ruin Nathaniel’s reputation? Will that means he won’t go out with me? Oh, this was a bad idea.

“MARC!” Ms. Mendeleiev called out, breaking his concentration. “This is the third time this week I caught you not paying attention! Go to the principal’s office!”

Marc quietly packed up his things. He was no stranger to getting distracted in class, but Ms. Mendeleiev was right in that he was more distracted than usual this week. Between Marinette’s plan, Reverser, and now getting to work with Nathaniel, there was a lot on his mind.

Marc was staring at his feet while making his way to Mr. Damocles’s office. He didn’t notice he bumped into someone. “Ah! I’m so sorry!” He looked up. “Who are you?”

“I am Mayura” said the mysterious woman. “I can tell there’s a lot on your mind.”

“Well, what are you going to do about it?” Marc asked.

“Why don’t we hear yourself out? Talking things through always helps” Mayura said. Marc winced when she plucked a feather, infused it with energy, and fused it with Marc’s choker. “I can help you sort out your confusion.”

Marc didn’t know what to do. This sensation felt similar. “AHHHHHH!”

Mayura smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes. Now, let’s figure this out. TOGETHER!” Out of a blue-black cloud came out a multi-headed dragon, but each head was Marc’s head. “Meet Multi-Mark!”

“Why are you doing this?!” Marc asked.

“Yes, I would like to know as well,” said purple Marc, much calmer.

Mayura smiled. “You almost defeated Ladybug and Cat Noir. Hawk Moth and I think you can finish the job. With some help, of course.” Marc was stunned. “Oh look. The final piece of the puzzle.”

Marc saw an akuma flying towards his book. Not again! Marc decided to run off.

“Where is he going?” purple Marc said.

“Fool!” shouted red Marc. “He doesn’t want to get akumatized again!”

“Why not?” purple Marc asked.

“Because it was horrible!” said dark blue Marc.

“We should see if he’s OK” said yellow Marc. Multi-Marc flew off.

Marc was running away from the akuma when he heard “Gotcha!” Marc turned to see that Ladybug had arrived and caught the akuma. “Bye bye, little butterfly.” She walked up to Marc. “It’s a good thing I got here just in time, huh?”

“Well, about that” Marc said.

Multi-Marc appeared in front of them. “Hello Ladybug. It’s good to see you again” yellow Marc said.

“Is it?” green Marc said. “Because the last time we saw her, she was fighting us! She made us fall off the Eiffel Tower!”

“That’s right!” red Marc said.

“She only did that because we were akumatized” dark blue Marc said. “Something I regret every day.”

“Yes, but what is to say she won’t fight us again?” purple Marc said.

“I see” Ladybug said.

“Ladybug! It’s in my choker!” Marc said.

Multi-Marc looked on. “What happens if she gets our choker?” purple Marc asked.

“She’ll destroy it! And us!” green Marc said.

“We can’t let that happen” red Marc said.

“Without us, how is Marc supposed to overcome his confusion?” purple Marc asked.

“Don’t worry” light blue Marc said. “We’ve got it under control.” Multi-Marc grabbed Marc and placed him on his back. A cage formed around Marc and some tendrils tied him down. “See? Under control.”

“Give him back!” Ladybug demanded.

“NO!” red Marc said. He breathed fire, but Ladybug dodged it. Multi-Marc flew off after her.

Marc was freaking out in his cage. “Don’t worry” pink Marc told Marc. “It’ll all be OK!”

Marc wasn’t so sure, but hearing it made him feel better. “Thanks.”

“LADYBUG! Apologize to Marc NOW!” red Marc demanded.

Ladybug was confused. “For what?”

“For WHAT? For WHAT?! For FIGHTING HIM! That’s what!” red Marc said.

“It was scary!” green Marc said. “That look in your eye. You looked like you wanted to kill us!”

“Of course, it was a regretful action” dark blue Marc said. “But can you share the burden with us?”

“Ladybug! I know you to do the right thing! Do this for us” yellow Marc said.

“Hey there” Cat Noir said, arriving on the scene. “What’s going on?!”

“I know you mean well, Ladybug!” pink Marc said.

“I’m dealing with this weird dragon thing” Ladybug said.

“Ah! Cat Noir” light blue Marc said. “About time you showed up. Have I ever told you how good you look in your suit?”

“Is he hitting on me?” Cat Noir asked.

“Is that a problem?” light blue Marc asked.

“Well, I appreciate it” Cat Noir said. “But I’m going to have to decline.”

“You think you’re too good for me?!” red Marc said.

“I’m sure you can make it work!” pink Marc said.

“But how will we be able to call you Or schedule dates?” purple Marc asked.

“But what would we do?! Cat Noir is just as scary!” green Marc said.

“It’s obvious he would reject us” dark blue Marc said. “Why did we even bother?”

“OK…” Cat Noir said. “In order: No. We could. I would contact you. Trust me, ladybug is scarier.”

“Hey!” Ladybug said.

“See what I mean?” Cat Noir said. He noticed green Marc flinch. “And finally, yes, I would, but it’s because I’m in love with someone else.”

“Well, I’m sure I can change your mind” light blue Marc said.

Cat Noir turned to Ladybug and asked “Am I as bad as him?”

Ladybug smiled. “Sometimes, your worse.” Cat Noir frowned. Ladybug tickled his chin. “But I know it’s coming from a good place.” Cat Noir smiled.

“Now that that’s over, can we get back to the matter at hand?” purple Marc asked.

“Yes” Ladybug said. “Let go of Marc!”

“Not until he sorts himself out!” red Marc said.

“But how long will that take?” purple Marc asked.

“I know he can do it!” pink Marc said.

“As do I” light blue Marc said.

“Even if he does, what will that change?” dark blue Marc said. “He’ll just realize he was right to be confused.”

“Maybe he can just stay here!” green Marc said. “It’s safe in the cage!”

“Be quiet!” yellow Marc said. “He can’t concentrate with all this noise!”

Marc didn’t know what to do. His emotions were literally getting the better of him. He kept trying to struggle out, but to no avail. Then he remembered something. A common writing metaphor. The Chinese Finger Trap. He took a breath and relaxed.

Once he was relaxed, his binds came undone and his cage started to lower. He was surprised and happy to see that it worked. He took off his choker. “Ladybug! Here!” He threw the choker to Ladybug.

She ripped it up. “No more evildoing for you, little amok! Time to de-evilize! Gotcha! Bye Bye, little feather!”

Multi-Marc disappeared, and Marc landed safely on his feet. He walked over to Ladybug. “Thanks Ladybug.”

Ladybug smiled. “You did all the work yourself.”

“So, how’d you do it?” Cat Noir asked.

Marc smiled. “I just remembered that I needed to keep a clear head, and that whatever happens, I’ll come out just fine.”

The area turned into the white void. Marc was confused. “You passed” Judgement Wolf said.

“Judgement Wolf!” Marc said.

“Yes, it is I” Judgement Wolf said. “You know, I was a bit worried when I saw Ladybug chose you. From my observations, you have strong emotions, but you sometimes have trouble controlling them. When in a high tense situation, a hero should be able to focus that.”

“I agree” Marc said. “I was surprised when she chose me as well. But I’m glad she did. I’m glad I got to be a hero. I think she chose me because my emotions are strong.”

“Hm” Judgement Wolf snickered. “I’ll have to ask Ladybug about that. In the meantime, my kwami, Beyyo, will meet with you to see if you pass his standards.”

“I’ll be waiting” Marc said. As Judgement Wolf was about to leave, Marc stopped him “Wait! Is it possible that I can use Multi-Marc for a comic?”

Judgement Wolf looked at Marc. “Of course. You imagined him.”

“Wait, so that wasn’t your idea?” Marc asked.

“Not really” Judgement Wolf said. “My power doesn’t work like that. I just ask a question and I get an honest answer that you provide.”

“Wow!” Marc said.

“Anyways, good night” Judgement Wolf said, leaving.

Meanwhile, at Lila’s, Lila was afraid herself. Her mother tried talking to her, but she wasn’t having it. Lila’s mom knew well enough when to give her daughter some space, and decided to go to bed.

“Why?” Lila wondered, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Why now?” She was starting to really make friends. She was starting to put Hawk Moth behind her. She was really starting to become a better Lila. And in a moment, it was taken away.

She knew everyone knew she was a liar. She couldn’t believe that anyone had her best interests in mind when speaking to her. She knew that they would be in Marinette’s corner now more than ever.

“How can you hate Marinette?” they would ask. “She’s amazing. She’s selfless, gorgeous, kind, friendly, amazing, wonderful, and perfect in every way. Meanwhile, what are you? You tried to sabotage Marinette! You turned multiple people into akumas! You sold your friends out to Hawk Moth! You trying to fix it now is just another one of your lies! You kept us at arm’s length, but you expect us to be there for you now? Pathetic!”

Then and there, Lila made a decision. She texted someone and then got out a notepad and wrote something down.

At the Agreste manor, Gabriel received Lila’s text. “That isn’t good.” He fetched his miraculous and began to work.

The next morning, Marinette was walking to school. “I sure hope Lila likes these brownies. And that she’ll talk to me…”

“Don’t worry Marinette, I’m sure things will be OK” Tikki said.

Marinette got to school to see a crowd surrounding the area. “What’s going on?” Marinette asked. She pushed her way through to the front, and what she saw made her drop the tray of brownies.

Earlier that morning, Lila’s mom went to check on her. “Lila. Are you OK sweetie?” She opened the door and saw Hawk Moth standing there. She gasped.

“Hello, Ms. Rossi” Hawk Moth said.

At the school, we see the two front doors have been closed. And written on them in black ink were the words “I’ve kidnapped Lila Rossi. -Hawk Moth”